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caelisblade · 6 months

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¡! drunk on you | marius von hagen

cw: this one’s very messy, established relationship (engaged), fem!reader, use of aphrodisiac chocolate (and it works. real good), unprotected sex, creampies, oral (fem receiving), overstimulation, squirting, slight spanking, restraint (you cuff him to the bed), think this is all

a/n: don‘t know what monster took over me here tbh but i hope u enjoy lmao

also posted on my ao3

well, fuck.

marius was unable to concentrate. the words that were being thrown during the meeting were going in one ear and leaving the other one and he simply was too frustrated to even continue on.

“apologies, ladies and gentlemen, there is a little emergency i have to take care of. would you mind coming in tomorrow around this time again? i would like to re-start this meeting then”, marius announced, hands shaking.

once the board agreed on a time, they all started to leave and marius took out his phone again to send you a message.

“i’m coming home. you better be there.”

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oh.

that was the only thing you could think and say once you read his last message of him coming home. you giggled, happy that the chocolate actually worked and grabbed one piece of it, too. if he already had some, might as well eat one too, right?

you were anxiously waiting for him to come home as you slowly felt your body tingle, every single sense slowly feeling like it’s heightened before he slammed the front door open and shut, finally entering his bedroom where he had you pinned underneath him within the second.

“all that’s been in my fucking mind throughout the entire meeting was that i wanted to fuck you dumb until you either pass out or i physically can’t cum anymore. i ended my meeting early because of this and now i have to re-do that entire shit again tomorrow.”

his hands were around your wrists, pinning them on both sides next to your head as he had your legs locked in between his knees, not allowing you to move an inch. his eyes were looking straight at yours, that piercing gaze had you squirming in his tight grasp.

“please, do. please fuck me”, you breathed out, just before all control left his body and his lips were against yours, his hands letting go of your wrists and your arms were wrapped around his neck; the kiss so full of passion and need and desperation – all that either of you could think of was fucking each other into a brainless mess.

you couldn’t remember the last time you had seen your financé so needy or horny – not that you were complaining, though. it was endearing; he was so impatient that he simply ripped your clothes apart to get them off your skin, not that you were any different when it was about his suit that made him look so fucking handsome.

when you whined to complain about the wasted clothes, he shushed you and mumbled softly into your ear; “i’ll buy you new ones. anything you want. no matter the fucking price.” he started nibbling your earlobe, making you giggle. “you deserve the world, princess.”

“stop talking so much and fuck me, idiot”, you mumbled, “i need you.”

before he could reply, you pulled him back into a kiss as you were pulling off pants as quickly as possible. “shut up”, you mumbled again and again.

“fucking minx. first you get me fucking going with that chocolate and now you want me to shut up, huh?”, he groaned, pinning your hands against the pillows again. he slowly wandered down, kissing his way down your jaw, neck, breasts and stomach, just before he looked up at you with a smirk and dove into your pussy, tongue licking up your entrance before he started playing with your clit. he slowly eased two of his fingers inside as well, your hands entangling with his hair as you started to move your hips up and down for some more friction.

“no, no, baby, don’t you fucking dare. i eat you the way i like to and you stay still like my pretty little slut, hm? just take it, baby”, he stopped for a moment to tease and edge you for a moment, giggling innocently as you stared daggers at him.

“come on, please”, you whined, desperation clear and evident in your tone. “please. don’t tease me.”

“but it’s so much fun”, he replied, before his lips were back on your clit, sucking as he fingered you simultaneously having you trash around again, so close to your release. “mhm, tasting so good, baby, how about you come for me, hm? let me taste your delicious cum.”

the groan he let out as he felt you lose the last shred of self-control before your body was trembling in aftershocks from your orgasm was probably the best sound you had ever heard. just as you were hoping he’d come up and finally fuck you properly, his lips were reattached to your clit and he was back at making you lose your mind on his tongue alone, overstimulating your poor clit over and over until all you could do was lay there breathlessly and tears brimming in your eyes from how good it felt.

“babe, shit, p-please, just fuck me!”, you cried out, back arching as yet another orgasm coursed through your body. it was so mind-numbing, the constant stimulation, that you almost forgot that he, too, was totally far-gone on that aphrodisiac chocolate. “need your cock in me. don’t know if blue balls are really a thing but i don’t want to experience it either way. please.”

marius only laughed, shaking his head. “whatever my beautiful baby wants.”

he was back on top of you and kissed you, making you taste your own cum on his lips, the way he had so messily eaten you out over and over had his chin glistening in your slick. you felt his tip rub against your clit, that poor bundle of nerves being stimulated without a break and having you twitch once more.

just before you started complaining again, he pressed his tip against your entrance and finally thrusted fully into you, your wetness making it easy for him to slide in deep until he hit the sweet spot that had you arching your back into him again.

“fuck, feels so good”, you cried out as he started fucking you like an animal; the bedpost slamming against the wall with how rough he was, the need and desperation coming from the aphrodisiac he consumed finally overpowering all bits of self-control he had left.

“your pussy’s so fucking tight, can’t take it anymore”, he groaned, “need to cum, fuck, can i cum inside?”

that’s something you loved about him so much – no matter how he sometimes acted like a horny teenager when he fucked your brain’s out, he’d always make sure to ask if it was okay for him to bury his seed deep inside. not that you had ever denied him of that simple pleasure, he still preferred to ask. that simple question had you fall in love with him again and again. “yes. fuck, yes, please, fill me up”, you whined.

with another loud groan his hips stilled, as he came deep inside of you, before he was able to catch his breath, he slipped out, turning you around on your hands and knees and bury himself back inside, fucking his cum back inside. marius spanked your ass before he kneaded the skin roughly, you were so sure your whole body was going to be sore.

“such a pretty ass for me, hm?”, he was so needy and desperate to fuck you to a crying and overstimulated mess, “come on, baby, make me cum, hm?”

his hands were all over your body before he grabbed your hair and pulled; he planted a soft kiss on your cheek as he looked at your beautiful, messy face, a total contradiction of how he was degrading you again; “fucking slut, just wanted me to fuck you till you pass out, huh? tempted my sweet tooth with that chocolate and just had to wait to get me so hard i couldn’t concentrate on my meeting anymore. ain’t that fucking right, baby?”

your eyes rolled back as you sobbed, he kept on slapping your ass as he fucked you. as you felt a particularly hard slap, you whined, looking back at him. “answer. me.” he punctuated each word with a hard thrust, before he resumed his rough and hard pace.

“yes, fuck, yes”, you cried out, moving your hips back against his, to meet his thrusts. “just wanted you to come home and fuck my brain’s out!”

“good girl”, he mumbled, praising you for not lying to him in attempt to get out of this. with his rough pace and your pussy gripping his cock like a vice – it was no surprise that he came buried deep inside again, filling your womb with his cum as he pulled out, watching the creamy seed slowly drip out before he turned you around onto your back again and softly kissed your sensitive clit, your folds clenching around nothing and causing his cum to drip out even more.

“so fucking good, baby”, he groaned, “gonna make you cum over and over again, baby, need you to be a total mess for me, huh? gonna fill that pussy full of my cum until you can’t take any inside anymore.”

“yes, god, fuck, please”, you moaned, the stimulation he put your body through had you coming once again, gushing all over his chin and chest, his cum leaking out at the same time and making a total mess of the bedsheets but neither of you could really care.

“fuck, that was hot”, marius groaned, slapping your cunt with his hand, not too hard, but enough for you to squirt again and more. “so, so fucking good, huh, feeling good, baby?”

you felt so dizzy from all that pleasure he put your poor body through, despite him not allowing you to pleasure him the ways you wished to, vision blurry as you finally were allowed to catch your breath.

it kind of pissed you off that he was the one who got more affected by the chocolate but you were the one being constantly pleasured. once he had made himself comfortable next to you to give you a break, you grabbed the handcuffs that were attached to the bed and cuffed his hands together, restricting him of any movement.

“y/n”, he said, warning you. “don’t you fucking dare. uncuff me right fucking now.”

you giggled and shrugged, shaking your head. “no.”

“i will make you regret this, you know that, right?”

“mhm, i do”, you giggle, slowly wrapping your hand around his cock and slowly jerking him off, having him throw his head into his neck as he moaned softly, growing weak in those soft and simple ministrations. “but you deserve to be pampered for once, too, don’t you, baby? just relax and take it.”

your hand started moving faster, his hips were twitching like a needy teenager who just can’t stop cumming as you felt his cum dribble down your hand and you quickly licked it off.

“fuck”, he groaned, slowly coming back to his senses as you slowly aligned your entrance with his cock, sinking down with a whine and immediately picking up the pace as you ride him.

“just like that, what a good girl you are for me, baby”, he praised you, despite being in handcuffs, he was still in full control over everything. you didn’t complain tho, but your eyes widened when you heard the cheap metal breaking and his hands on your body.

“didn’t buy the good ones, huh? well, i told you i’d make you regret this, didn’t i, slut?”

within the second, he had you underneath him once more, fucking his cock deep inside of you again. “fucking whore, needed me to fuck you stupid, huh?”

“yes, please, fuck, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop”, you cried for the last time before he filled you up once more, staying inside for a brief moment before he slipped out and laid down next to you.

“that chocolate was good, huh?”, he laughed as he caught his breath, the effect of the aphrodisiac slowly fading. “wouldn’t complain to try it again sometime. how about… our wedding night, huh?”

“i like the sound of that”, you replied, yawning as you cuddled against him. “but we gotta clean this up, like, right now. you know that, right?”

“unfortunately”, he grumbled before he got up on his shaky legs, lifted you with ease and carried you towards the bathroom. “let’s get washed down first, though. we got all the time we need to clean up.”

you ended up fucking again in the shower.

visuals that inspired me: links are twt prn

marius fucking his cum back inside

marius being obsessed with eating u out

marius railing you so good, you keep on begging him not to stop

marius making you drip with his cum <3

#(*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟmarius #tears of themis #tot #tears of themis smut #tot smut #marius von hagen #marius smut #marius von hagen smut

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blue-jisungs · 3 months

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SO I DANCED

author's note. im sooo proud of this one like?? both the banner and the fic huhuhuhuh idk man

word count. 1597

summary. you and your fiancé have rather... unusual ideas how to sped your dates. and making money during it.

warnings. petnames, cursing, stealing (money and a car), mention of chan carrying a gun and shooting but it’s not mentioned whether he killed someone, general illegal actions lmao, mention of blades but they’re not used!! ++ it seems chaotic but i kinda wanted to reflect the mv ++ black haired mullet chan with a lip piercing (you know EXACTLY which one) bc it deserves a warning itself ^_^

if someone asked you what activities you and your fiancé do during dates, your answer would be: “normal, couple stuff”.

for example going to the movies, cafe hopping, walks in the park, shopping…

and that wouldn’t be a lie.

what you do on your nighttime dates, however, you wouldn’t dare describing to a stranger nor even a friend.

maybe after all you and chan aren’t a normal couple.

“you ready? because i swear to god if you suddenly remind yourself that you left water running at home… and you actually didn’t… i’ll choke you with my own hands” chan grinned teasingly but you didn't feel threatened at all.

“it was just a one time thing, dumbass. i’m ready” you nodded and turned your head, resting it against the headrest. “let’s go?”

chan leaned over and pecked your lips, the cold piercing in his bottom lip grazing over yours.

you two left the car and the sound of thunder rumbling in the distance roared, like a hungry predator hiding in the bushes. dark clouds took over the evening sky, a wide palette of greys and navies spreading above your head. cold air is hugging your body while a gentle gust runs through your hair.

“in and out, quickly. i really wanna know how that hospital playlist episode ended” chan murmured and threw you a black mask. you caught it mid-air and hid in your pocket, alongside a switchblade.

there was no way of putting it softly, only very straightforwardly: you and your financé did robberies. what started as a joke when you were out drinking turned into… well, this.

chan patted his holster and then did a dramatic bow, letting you go first.

it was a small bank in the suburbs and your fiancé got their blueprints beforehand (he said something soonyoung helped him get them and you decided to trust him), therefore you already knew how to get to the vault. and the plan was quite simple – and usually made up the day before.

for example, today, you’re just going to pretend to be a unsatisfied couple who is going to nag to see if their money is safe. chan had a huge talent to persuade people into doing what he wants… paired with his dangerous aura (mostly thanks to the lip piercing and dark makeup), it could only lead to success.

walking in, your boyfriend joined your side and intertwined your hands together. giving it a gentle squeeze, he lead you to one of the assistants available. the other three must have been in a break – or so the silver “be right back!” signs in their counters suggested.

“hello there, how can i help you?” the young man behind the glass greeted you in a monotonous voice. the air inside the building was chilly, a pleasant hum of air conditioning (and something that sounded like elevator music) playing in the background.

“we wanted to see if our deposit is safe. we heard various rumours about this place and we won’t leave until we see our money in a secure place” chan said sternly, causing you to nod. well, straight to the point.

the worker sobered up and looked at you. chan let out a grunt and pulled you closer.

“let’s just go get the manager right away, sweetie” you cooed at the boy, making your fiancé’s lips turn upwards into a derisory smirk.

“i… uh… okay!” the worker nodded and off he went. chan leaned in to place a soft kiss on your jaw, the cold mental grazing against your skin.

“so far so good” he hummed, his cologne filling your senses.

the worker arrived and chan didn’t care – he pecked your jaw once again before slowly leaning away.

“are you the manager?” you asked, raising your eyebrows. the man nodded, looking you in the eye coldly. to be fair, it was late. you’d wanna go home too.

“let me get this straight… you want to see your money?” the worker asked, letting out a deep sigh. now it was your turn to nod “and may i know your name?”

“we put the deposit on my name. pi cheolin” chan answered unbothered, putting an arm around you. you had to hold your breath in – no matter how many times he’s gonna use the fake name, it’s still going to make you snicker.

“ah, yes” the man nodded, checking something in his papers. then he glanced at his watch “whatever. how much did you put?”

“twenty million won” chan grinned proudly. the manager checked the time again.

“fine. i can only let one person in, though” he said and looked between you two. chan nodded.

“i’ll go. it won’t take too long, right? go start the engine, sugarbear” he hummed and stood up. you watched him follow the manager and quickly after they disappeared behind a door, you decided to go back to the car. if chan told you to start the car, it could only mean one thing.

you put on some radio, nervously shifting in the driver’s seat. usually, you were the passenger princess and you’d prefer it stayed that way… but hey, maybe it won’t be that bad?

suddenly, the bank door burst open and you saw chan running with a black bag.

let the race begin.

he yanked the door hantle and almost jumped into the seat, causing you to immediately hit the road. chan let out a yelp of surprise, closing the door. good thing he was fast with it, otherwise you might would have lost a mirror.

“it’s not our car either way…” he let out a dramatic sigh, wording out lost what you were thinking. he put the bag between his legs and turned around in his seat. you just changed the gear to the next one, ignoring the speed limits “go into the city, we’ll be able to lose them”

“do you think they’ll call backup?” you mumbled, glancing in the mirror. chan scoffed, shaking his head.

“by the time the backup arrives, we’ll be drinking wine on our couch. put the pedal to the metal, sweetcakes” your fiancé sent you a toothy grin.

you glanced at the gear box, then at the growing red arrow on the speedometer.

you were on the highway, it was quite empty. deciding to mess with chan, you purposely took your foot off the clutch a bit too fast after putting the highest gear. this caused the car to jerk forward and chan – who was without seatbelts – bonked his forehead against the headrest. he looked through his arm at you.

“yah” he scoffed in amusement and returned to observing your tail. they seemed to not catch up, which was great “the exit is soon, don’t worry”

“it better be because my heart is about to jump out of my body” you gritted your teeth and your knuckles turned white from gripping the steering wheel.

chan suddenly opened the window and the wolf-alike howl of the wind hit your ears, your hair flowing in every direction. then, he took out his gun and leaned out of the window.

“chan–!” you yelped and were met with a gunshot ripping the air. he quickly leaned back, his back hitting the seat with his chest rising up and down irregularly.

“the exit!” he suddenly grunted and pulled the steering wheel – not enough to take a sharp turn but to lead you towards it.

“sorry, i was just shocked by my fiancé using A GUN?” you grunted and felt - somehow - relieved finally entering the grounds you know.

“i aimed for a tire… and it worked, i assume” chan breathed heavily, running his fingers through his black hair “we’re fine, y/n. let’s just go to the docks and leave the car there”

“you’re insane” you murmured and felt his hand on your thigh, caressing it in a reassuring motion.

the city was soaked in night sky that already turned coal-black. the stars shone brightly, keeping you a little hopeful. as you passed the high skyscrapers and buildings, their lights blending into palettes of yellows, greens, whites and reds.

when you arrived at the docks, chan gave you the bag to hold and took care of the car (more like drove it into the water). then, he stood next to you and wrapped an arm around your shaking self. standing in silence, you watched the vehicle disappear underneath the water surface.

“let’s go home, pretty” chan pecked your temple and grabbed the bag, hanging it over his shoulder.

once inside, chan placed the bag on the kitchen counter. his eyes scanned your face in worry.

“you’re okay?” he asked, taking off his leather jacket.

“just… a little shocked, that’s all. how much did you even take…?” you asked. a joyful smile bloomed on his face as he approached you, his calloused hands landing on your waist “channie? how do you feel?”

he broke down into laughter, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. chan started swaying your bodies, dancing in the kitchen. you soon joined him, giggled erupting from your lips.

“let’s just say our wedding will be not from this earth” he hummed into your skin, suddenly twirling you around; moonlight shining on your faces, dancing in the middle of your shared kitchen.

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nczennie · 1 year

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why won't you love me.

Pairing: Reader x Jaehyun AU: Exes! but it's complicated Genre: Angst, Smut (18+ only) Preview: You shake your head at him before speaking, voice coming out as a quiet whisper, eyes watering as you look at him, "Why won't you love me?"Jaehyun abruptly stands from his seat, slamming his hand against the counter which makes you jump, "Don't!", he's nearly yelling, "Just stop, why would you-how dare you even say that to me!" Words: 5.9k *Warnings under cut

Warnings: Toxic relationship, reader is very lonely and uses sex to cope, mentions of food and eating, mentions of having children, cussing, Smut scenes (oral m. receiving, throat fucking, protected penetrative sex, fingering, unprotected penetrative sex, talk of breeding).

You let out a shaky breath as you set down your glass of wine, staring at the white envelope in front of you. To be fair, you knew it was coming, but that didn't make opening it any easier for you. That's why you were currently on your second glass still working up the courage to look at it's contents. Finally chugging down the last sip, you set your determined gaze on the paper, taking it in your hands. You tear it open carefully, as to not rip it too badly, before taking the small card out. Save the Date it reads in large gold font. You swallow thickly as you take in the appearance of the card, the wedding date set for 9 months from now, and the beautiful picture of Irene, one of your best friends, smiling brightly next to her financé.

Running your hands over the card, you recall getting all the others like this. Joy's, just after college, followed by Wendy and Seulgi some years later. You never really worried until last year when even the youngest of your friend group, Yeri, announced her wedding. And now Irene, the Irene who spent years swearing marriage wasn't for her and wouldn't be in her future, yet you held her announcement in your hands.

You don't even notice you're crying until the tears drop onto the table. Groaning in frustration at your emotions, you move to the kitchen to grab a box of tissues and another bottle of wine. It's hard, to feel like your life is passing by and you're stuck in one place, especially when everyone around you is moving past you as well. You never thought you were one to care about getting married, brushing off the concept of it especially when you first graduated college. But now you find yourself here all these years later, sitting alone in your apartment, no partner, no pet, no nothing whereas your friends were all getting married, buying houses, even Joy caring for her children. You sniffle as your open you second bottle of wine, pouring another glass and trying to think of all of the events of your life that may have led to this moment.

Jaehyun groans as he reaches to turn off his alarm clock. He's been working at his office job for years yet waking up this early is something he has never gotten used to. He takes his time getting out of the warmth of his sheets and makes his way to the bathroom, stopping along the way to grab his phone he left charging on his dresser. Picking it up, he feels confused and a bit worried when he finds there was three missed calls from you at 2:00am. He swallows as he moves to his messages, noticing you texted him merely an hour ago.

I miss you. It reads and he stares at it wondering if you had woken up early or if you stayed awake all night apparently calling and missing him. He lets out a groan, running a hand over his face before moving to reply to you. Dinner tonight at mine? 7pm. He clicks send before throwing his phone on the bed, moving to shower where he can question and regret his decision to invite you over once again.

You and Jaehyun met when you were early on in university. One of the many parties hosted by your mutual friends, you notice him standing alone in the kitchen and you're so taken aback by how handsome he was that you make your way over to him without much thought. Only a couple of months later and he was your boyfriend. To this day he was the best boyfriend you've ever had, the most caring, attentive, supportive man you've ever met. The two of you dated for 4 years, by far your longest relationship. It dwindled apart in the end because of the reality of life after college. Entering the real world gave insight to the differences in views you both had. Jaehyun wanted to take it slow, travel before eventually settling down but you were opposite. You grew up different than Jaehyun, where his parents both had successful jobs, your single mom worked two jobs just to feed you both. Whereas Jaehyun wanted to spend money traveling and relaxing straight after graduation, you knew that reality couldn't include you. You had loans and bills to pay that would require you to start working right away.

This reality is what led to the downfall of your relationship. There was no fighting or arguing, just the sad realization that the end had come. You accepted it quickly, you loved Jaehyun, truly, but you had come to terms with the fact that he would not be apart of your future.

Except that he was. The thing about having mutual friends is that you can't get rid of each other. Every birthday, celebration, holiday, gettogether, you would see each other. It was slightly awkward at first but once you both got used to the fact you would constantly be in each other's life, it was as if you were friends again. It was only a couple years ago that you both started to sleep with each other again. It was a messy night, at a summer bbq where Joy announced to everyone she was pregnant. Everyone celebrated with loads of drinks, minus the mother-to-be, and you even went a step further to celebrate by going home with your ex boyfriend.

You never mentioned it to anyone, keeping it your secret. Even as sleeping with him becomes more regular. You wouldn't compare your situation to that of a friends with benefits, it wasn't that often and you only saw each other during friends gatherings or the rare event you did go by his house. Even pursuing relationships with others but even when they failed, Jaehyun was always there as if you could rely on him to wait for you just in case.

The thing with Jaehyun is that he is comfortable and familiar. You had loved him so much during your time together that even having him now gives you a glimpse at the past. The past where you were loved, where you weren't so lonely.

"Are those snowdrops?", you smile as you take off your coat, taking in the small potted flowers that rest on the table near the entryway. Jaehyun hums, locking the door behind you before turning to take in the flowers as well, "Yeah, they were a gift for my anniversary at the office". He chuckles a bit before walking further into the apartment, rolling up the sleeves of his collared white shirt, clearly not having changed since coming home from work. You follow him into the kitchen, taking in the two plates of food set and ready on the island. Jaehyun moves to grab a couple of wine glasses, bringing them to the counter to pour a glass for you both. "I hope you don't mind pasta," he says, concentrated on serving. "Not at all, it looks delicious". He nods his head back towards the fridge behind him, "Do you mind grabbing the parmesan?" Moving to the fridge you freeze for a moment when you see Irene's announcement held to the fridge with a magnet. You gulp, opening the door and getting the cheese, "You got Irene's save the date too?"

He looks at you as he moves to sit, "Yeah, crazy right? Who would've thought she would be settling down." You take your seat beside him, humming in agreement. You both make small talk while you enjoy the food, talking about work, asking about each other families, catching up as you had not been alone with him in months. "So," he speaks, leaning back while using a napkin to clean his face. "Getting drunk on a weeknight huh? What's up with that?" You grimace, playing around with the leftover food on your plate, "Yeah, yeah. You don't need to make me feel more pathetic than I already do". He chuckles, "What? I just meant it's unlike you. Did something happen?"

No, you want to say, nothing as happened. Nothing at all, while everyone around you has something going on, you have nothing. "Was just having a rough day," You murmur instead, eyes automatically moving to the announcement on the fridge in front of you. You can see out of the corner of your eyes he turns to look at the paper too, so you make an excuse before he can bring it up, "Excuse me, I'm going to use the restroom". You make your way down the hallway and into the bathroom, shutting the door behind you with a shaky breath. You wash your hands, staring at yourself in the mirror with annoyance, you came here to forget the feeling that overwhelmed you last night, not relive it all over again.

With a deep breath you make your way back in the kitchen, seeing Jaehyun standing over the sink washing his hands after clearing the dishes. You step forward with a purpose, coming up behind him and wrapping your hands around his waist. He jumps a little, but move to turn the water off, drying his hands before turning to face you, leaning back against the counter as you trap him against it. "You alright?" he asks softly and you give him the best smile you could, nodding before reaching up to put your hands around his neck. You play with the hair on the nape of his neck, pulling him closer to you, "Just want you," you mutter. "Are you sure?" he asks, and you nod without a second thought, "Positive".

He studies you for a moment before giving in, leaning forward to capture your lips with his own. His hands finally moving to hold you waist as you deepen the kiss, your tongue working its way into his mouth. You enjoy the feeling of his lips for some time longer before realizing you were still able to think. You didn't want to think, you only wanted to forget. You break your lips from his, moving to press slow lingering kisses against his jaw before moving to his neck. You know Jaehyun like the back of your hand so you move automatically to the spot just below his ear. Your teeth graze the spot lightly before you run your tongue over it, earning a quiet grown from the man. "Don't leave any marks," he mumbles and you have to agree no matter how tempting it was. You both are adults now and having hickies was no longer the same as when you were in college.

You let your lips wander along his neck a little longer before you drop to your knees in front of him, hands coming to undo his dress slacks. "Here?" he asks you, uncertain of getting a blowjob next to the sink. You pause, already taking in the ache of your knees from the hard tile. "Okay, maybe we can move to your bedroom". You both chuckle as he helps you up and walks you to his room. He takes matters into his own hands, removing his pants and underwear before sitting on the edge of the bed, hands coming up to unbutton his shirt as you move to your knees in front of him. You take him into your hand, he was only slightly hard from your kitchen escapades so you take your time running your hand over him to help him grow.

You look up at him as he finishes removing his shirt, tossing it on the bed behind him before he looks down to you. Upon having his attention solely on you, you meet his eyes moving your mouth downwards. Letting your tongue run over the head of his cock, your mouth comes to close over it as you hum around him. Your hand still works to get him as hard as possible and Jaehyun's own hand comes to tangle in your hair, soft sounds leaving his lips as you begin to take him further into the warmth of your mouth. Working steadily, you make yourself comfortable taking in as much of his length as you can without completely choking. It's easier when you hear the words of encouragement he gives you, taking the final push and lodging all of him in your throat as the shaky exhales of your nose hits against his pelvis. After sleeping with Jaehyun for years now, you know this is what he likes. His cock stuffing your mouth for as long as possible, so you did your best even now to appease him. Not long after your eyes begin to water and you close them in an attempt to focus on your breathing and ignore the sputtering of your throat around him.

"Look at me," he says gruffly, hand grasping your hair harshly to get your attention. Your scalp stings but you open your eyes nonetheless, barely seeing Jaehyun through your tears. He moans though, "That's my good girl," before moving your head off of him to finally catch your breath. You take deep breaths while you can, your hand moving once again over him, easier now that it's covered with your spit. Jaehyun uses his grip on your hair to make you face him, hurridley kissing you before running his tongue over yours. "Are you gunna let me fuck your throat?" he whispers against your lips and you whine in reply, nodding your head as best you could with his grip still tight in your hair.

Jaehyun stands from the bed, removing your hand from his cock and replacing it with his own. He jerks it a few times and he repositions you, your hands coming to grasp the back of his thighs to hold yourself steady and to tell him when you've had enough if need be. "There you go," He mutters out from above you as your eagarily take him into your mouth once again. His movements start off slow, getting you used to the intrusion again before he picks up his pace, head of his cock repeatedly hitting the back of your throat.

You close your eyes and focus on the feeling. Hearing Jaehyun's moan's above you, you welcome the stinging and lightness of your brain as you love the feeling of him using you. Of being useful for someone.

He finally pulls out, just barely, causing his cock to rest on your cheek as you turn to catch your breath. Jaehyun releases your hair, hand running over your head to sooth you. He kneels to match your height, moving to kiss you again now that your breathing was less erratic. "I want you to fuck me," You say almost breathlessly. He hums against your lips, helping you up so you both can move atop his bed. He lays you back against his pillows, still hungrily kissing you, hands running down your thighs, but you move to grasp them. "I want you now," you state. He pauses looking at your eyes, "Just like this?" He asks, not used to not preparing you beforehand. You nod, giving him a smile of encouragement, "Wanna feel you now," you say moving to kiss him. He enjoys your kisses for another moment before moving to grab a condom from his nightstand.

You watch in silence as he puts it on himself, your hand moving downwards to slightly rub against your slit as you take him in. You're craving the stretch of him, the burn much like before that lingers in your throat and was so good that it made you forget how to think.

"You sure?" He asks once again as he settles over you, left arm settled on the bed beside you as his right hand takes a hold of his cock as he moves it along your folds. "Positive", you say already breathless from anticipation. Jaehyun pushes inside of you, moving as slow as possible but you encourage him to fill you up completely. Your eyes roll back into your head at the feeling of his cock stretching you, your hands coming to grasp onto his shoulders. Jaehyun's breath deepens as he groans, moving forwards to place kisses along your jaw. He stills once he's in you fully, but you shake your head slightly, "Keep going,". His face stays put near your neck but his hips begin to move slowly, drawing a moan out of you.

You let yourself drown in the pleasure of Jaehyun that night. You hold him close to you the whole time, your chests presses together and he fucks you into his bed. Your arms around his back so you can feel him completely, so you can feel him everywhere. Even as you both cum you grip tightly onto him as your body trembles.

When you finally do release him from your arms, he moves to clean you up, pressing kisses into your forehead. Once you can move, you excuse yourself to the bathroom where you clean up even more and try to hide the fact that you're crying. You feel slightly better so you move to join him in his bed once again, tucking yourself under the blankets as you rest on your back. You close your eyes and take a deep breath but you can sense Jaehyun is looking at you. "You okay?" he finally breaks the silence. Perhaps he heard you in the bathroom, or maybe the redness around your eyes gave it away. Or maybe, he felt your desperation as you held him closely to you that night.

You lay silently for awhile before you answer him, "It's so hard to be lonely".

Jaehyun clearly remembers the party that took place early on in his University days. He was having a bad day, having just got a failing grade on a test so he mostly stuck to himself in the kitchen. He was surprised when you approached him, at first not really in the mood to make conversation but you were persistent and eventually he brightened.

He didn't know at the time how much he would come to love you. Only months later he had spent time making a playlist perfect for you before presenting it to you over your favorite meal and asking you to officially be his girlfriend. He still thinks those were the best 4 years of his life. You two were perfect for each other, loving and supportive, always there for one another. Jaehyun loved you with everything he was so when you both finally graduated he wasn't nervous, but excited about what was to come for your relationship.

He knew he has always been a dreamer whereas you were more set thinking about the present reality. That's why you were already applying to jobs before you graduated when he was planning up destinations he wanted to visit with you. Jaehyun realized it was really over for you both when he couldn't convince you to travel with him. Your whole friend group planned 2 weeks going across Europe to celebrate but you had already accepted a job. He tried his hardest to convince you to come along, traveling would be good for you, having just finished with a stressful degree you deserve some time off. But you refused, already stressed about the expenses of being an adult. He couldn't fault you, knowing the reality of money as a new graduate was daunting, but he truly hoped to spend some more time with you before entering the real world himself. It hurt more than anything to let you go. Jaehyun was a dreamer. In the years that you spent together, Jaehyun only dreamt of countless more. He dreamt of a big wedding, a small cozy house, a daughter that looked just like you. These were the things Jaehyun wanted more than anything. So it pained him to realize you might not be apart of his future at all. Except that you were. It hurt to let you go, but having to continuously see you afterwards may have hurt him even more. He knew it would be inevitable since your circles are intertwined, but having to see you when he was still painfully in love with you was harder than he thought it would be.

He still tried though, traveling when he could, working hard at his job, testing the waters with new people. Then came the fateful bbq where he had somehow let you convince him to go home with you. It was easy honestly, he loved you so much there wasn't much he wouldn't do for you. But when he let it slip to a couple of his closest friends that you were casually sleeping together from time to time, they gave him worried looks. They warned him it wasn't the best idea when he clearly loved you but you were no longer on the same page. They told him it would only hurt him in the end. And it does, it does hurt him every time you reach out and he knows he's just some kind of last resort, only when you're feeling extra lonely.

But the thing with you is that you're comfortable and familiar. Though you're both grown, you're still that girl he fell in love with in University. The one he dreamed of marrying and having kids with. Jaehyun is a dreamer and he dreams that there is still a reality where this future will come true. That he will continue to answer your calls until you're his again because he still loves you the same way he did when you were together.

It was a hot Spring day and Irene's backyard was crowded with her friends. Now that the weather was better she and her fiancé are throwing a small party to celebrate their engagement. Jaehyun stood under the porch, seeking shelter from the burning sun, the cold beer bottle in his hand helping to keep him cool. He stares at you across the way, legs dipped in the pool as you sit besides Joy, holding her daughter in your lap.

His heart aches in moments like these, wishing more than anything that you both were married yourselves and you had a daughter of your own to look after. He takes a longer swig of his drink when he notices Johnny come up beside him. He ignores his friend in favor of his small daughter he was holding, cheeks rosy from the heat and large smile on her face as she sees her favorite uncle. "Hi, baby," he coos to her automatically handing Johnny his drink so he can take the baby into his own arms. He hoists her above his head as she giggles, bringing her back down to place a kiss on her red cheek before settling her safely on his hip.

"Whatcha doing over here all on your own?" Johnny asks as he grabs a drink for himself from the ice chest. Jaehyun hums, attention still mostly on the baby, "Just trying to stay cool". Johnny takes a sip from his drink, "That's good, I thought you were pining over your ex girlfriend for a second". Jaehyun sends his friend a glare before rolling his eyes. "You seeing her again?" he asks and Jaehyun clears his throat, never one to lie to his friends. "Yeah". "Seeing each other or sleeping with each other?" He asks again and Jaehyun huffs, "It doesn't matter. But we've been seeing each other more than usual".

Johnny stomach turns at the hopefulness in Jaehyun's voice, he sighs, "You can't keep doing this yourself Jaehyun". But Jaehyun only starts to tickle the baby's stomach, smiling at her small laughter. "I'm not doing anything". He says plainly, and now Johnny rolls his eyes. "You're holding on to an old relationship when you need to move on. It's not fair she treats you like this, stringing you along only when she wants to have a good time. You don't deserve that, you deserve to move on and find proper, healthy relationship".

Jaehyun doesn't expect Johnny to say such things on a afternoon surrounded by their friends but it sends cold feeling through him. He merely turns to the baby to place a kiss on her soft hair, "Okay Snowdrop, go back with your daddy for now, Uncle Jae has to use the bathroom". He slips Johnny back his daughter before silently heading inside. It hurts to hear those words from his friend, but he thinks it hurts worse because he knows he's right.

Johnny's words stuck with Jaehyun throughout the rest of the week. He was used to these warnings, usually brushing them off to keep his hope for you, but there was something different about this time around. He's already seen you a couple times since Irene's party. In the past this would delight him, give him something to hold onto, but he knows the reality of your situation now. He noticed the way you looked at that announcement that night, the fact that your best friend was getting married is what drove you to him. He hadn't been naive in the past, knowing you only came to him because you were lonely, but for some reason it feels much worse now.

Instead of a hookup call every couple of months, you've been in constant contact with him since you had got drunk and called him. Jaehyun stomach turns when he figures you might be wanting more that just a hookup. You should be happy, he tells himself, this is what you always wanted, get her back. But for once his rational side is stronger realizing the timing of it all, you truly don't want him, you just don't want to be alone.

You were over for dinner once again but Jaehyun was on edge the whole time. The conversation was light and he seemed dazed. "Are you alright?" You ask him as you load the dishwasher for him, sparing him a glance as he twirls the wine around in his glass. He hums sending a nod, looking up at you as you dry your hand on a towel. You send him a small smile, "So I was thinking, my work trip next month is at some fancy resort just outside the city. It's all inclusive, spa, pool, amazing restaurants. And I can have a plus one".

Jaehyun closes his eyes and huffs, "Don't start this shit". He looks at you in time to see your shocked expression, "Excuse me?" you let you, moving to grab the counter. "Don't start acting like we're together," he says your name firmly, "We haven't been together in years. You haven't wanted me in years, don't start acting like you do now". He chugs down the rest of his drink. He can see from your face you're hurt, but he doesn't understand how you could be. You seem to gather yourself before speaking again, "That was the past, Jaehyun. This is now, I thought you knew when I reached out it was for something more. I told you I missed you". He rolls his eyes, thankful he was able to be strong. Perhaps if Johnny hadn't said those words to him this past weekend he would've already agreed to your trip, moving to look at this fancy hotel online, enjoying you before you decided you weren't lonely enough to resort to him anymore.

He says your name softly, "I know that's not true. You don't miss me, you miss having someone to have around". You avert your gaze, maybe ashamed he called you out. "I'm tired of this, I'm tired of being your fucking backup plan". You shake your head at him before speaking, voice coming out as a quiet whisper, eyes watering as you look at him, "Why won't you love me?"

Jaehyun abruptly stands from his seat, slamming his hand against the counter which makes you jump, "Don't!", he's nearly yelling, "Just stop, why would you-how dare you even say that to me!" A couple of tears have made their way down your face but Jaehyun only sees red, "You have no right to say that to me, not when I'm the only one who has shown love in all the years we've known each other". He can tell from your face the sadness is leaving your body as you become angry, "That is not true!" "Since we broke up-" he states but you cut him off, "You don't know anything about how I feel, how I felt for you all this time".

Jaehyun knows it was wrong of him to claim you didn't love him all the years you were together, you were nothing but a loving and caring girlfriend. But the anger get the best of him, especially knowing you haven't truly loved him in years. At least, not the same love he felt for you.

He takes deep breaths, trying to stop himself from speaking anymore. Not wanting to say anything worse while he's so angry, he merely watches as you stand across from him looking sad. Looking sad and beautiful and like his girlfriend he fell in love with.

Anger clouds Jaehyun's head, or possibly his love for you. He takes two steps to reach you before grabbing your face in his hands, pausing for a moment to see if you pull away from him. When you don't, he slams his lips against yours. You kiss him back, both of you sharing your frustrations through your lips. You move to grab onto his shirt to pull him closer to you, his hips slamming against yours, your back pushing almost painfully into the counter. Jaehyun roughly bites on your lips, causing you to whimper but he uses the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. You both kiss rushed and messily, hands running along each other's bodies as if you were in a hurry.

Jaehyun uses his knee to push between your legs, making you spread your legs wider. One of his hands makes its way down your body, stopping to grab your thigh roughly before his fingers soothingly run up under your dress, reaching to touch you through your panties. You groan into his mouth as he pushes against your clit, running up and down the cloth a few times before he decides it was enough.

He slips the material to the side to access your wetness, fingers touching you as his tongue still roams your mouth eagerly. He pushes his middle finger into your hole, knowing you were ready for him, yet the tightness he feels still causes a groan to leave his mouth. Jaehyun works a second finger into you, both of them moving against your walls quickly but still hitting all the right spots. Your mouth falls open as you grip his forearm, he can feel your nails digging into his arm and it only urges him to go faster. He moves his mouth to messily kiss along your jaw and down your neck, roughly biting into the soft skin every now and again. "Please, Jaehyun," you call out in a mixture of a whine and a moan causing his heart to pound firmly against his chest.

"C'mon, baby," he huskily says into your ear. His fingers are moving faster and he curls them in order to make your feel the best, his palm just at the right angle to rub against you. "There you go, cum for me" he says as he feels you tightening around him, your head thrown back in pleasure. He slows his pace but keeps moving his fingers inside of you, watching your face until your eyebrows furrow and attempt to stop his hand from moving. He pulls his fingers out, resting them on your thigh before he moves his mouth over to kiss you again. His lips are much slower against your own now. The two of you continue to kiss with this pace, just slow, almost passionate as you move against each other. In the end he can't hold out any longer, so he moves to undo his pants, taking his hard cock out of its confines.

He rubs himself in his hand a few times, the logical part of his brain reminding him he should be smart and run to the bedroom to get a condom really quick. But his brain is still clouded and not using a condom only tempted him. You don't move to object either as he lifts one of your legs up over his hip, pulling your panties to the side once again, before lining up his cock with your entrance. He rubs his tip against you, looking into your eyes to see if you want him to stop, breathing heavily when you merely nod your head to get him to continue. At your encouragement he slowly pushed himself inside of you, both of you emitting sounds of pleasure at the intrusion.

Jaehyun goes back to kissing you as he waits for your to be comfortable around him, enjoying the feeling of your hand running up his arm. When he finally moves it seems like he can't stop, his thrusts becoming faster as he feels your warmth around him without a barrier.

His mind only becomes more clouded as he has you like this, nothing in between you both. He can see your wetness coating his bare cock as he glances down to see where you meet. "Looks so good," he grumbles, "Feels even better". He says it quietly as if he isn't sure if he's telling you or himself. He picks up the pace, hand gripping your thigh tighter, "Can't believe you're letting me fuck you raw like this, huh,". He pushes his forehead against your own but you can barely keep your eyes open at the pleasure.

"Maybe I should fuck a baby into you, what do you think?" He mumbles against your lips and you whine his name in return. Jaehyun knows he shouldn't be saying stuff like this, especially now after fighting over your so-called relationship. Not when it's such a touchy subject for you both. But his head is so filled with desire, desire for you, desire for something more in life with you, that these things are slipping freely past his lips.

"Mm, that's right. Let me cum inside you, baby. I'll fill you up so nicely". His mouth is lose at this point, words tumbling off his lips he knows he will regret later. "Please, Jaehyun," you moan back to him, "Please cum inside". "Shit," he curses as you encourage him, hips knocking into yours as he reaches his end. Spilling his warmth deep inside of you, he feels amazing now, ears ringing and hands roaming your body. He kisses you before he can think too much, before he comes to his senses and realize what he has done. For now he will just bask in the afterglow.

The both of you are now settled onto his couch. A large blanket covers the two of you as you have cleaned up and now lay watching a random movie he found on t.v. You're head is against his chest as he plays with your hair and you feel so tired. Physically and mentally. Tired of holding onto Jaehyun and relying on him as your only source of comfort. He doesn't deserve that and frankly neither do you. Yet neither of you can seem to stop.

"Why do we keep holding onto each other?" you whisper out to him, breaking the long silence between you both.

"You hold onto me because I make you feel less lonely," he speaks back, hand roaming down your arm to play with your fingers, "And I hold onto you because I'm in love with you".

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savoir-entreprendre · 4 days

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Le Gabon se fixe un objectif ambitieux pour l'année 2024 : atteindre une production de bois débité d'environ 1,351 million de mètres cubes, surpassant légèrement les 1,333 million de mètres cubes produits en 2023. Cette croissance, bien que modeste, représente un pas significatif vers le renforcement du secteur forestier et industriel du pays. Plusieurs facteurs soutiennent cette augmentation de la production. D'une part, le renforcement du tissu industriel, avec des investissements dans la modernisation et l'expansion des capacités de transformation du bois, joue un rôle crucial. Les zones économiques spéciales (ZES) du Gabon, conçues pour attirer les investissements et stimuler l'industrialisation, abritent de nombreuses unités de transformation du bois qui contribuent à cette dynamique positive. D'autre part, un approvisionnement régulier en grumes – les troncs d'arbres non ébranchés – assure aux usines une matière première constante pour leurs opérations. Cet approvisionnement est essentiel pour maintenir et augmenter les niveaux de production de bois débité, garantissant ainsi la stabilité et la croissance du secteur. L'augmentation prévue de la production de bois débité reflète également la volonté du Gabon de valoriser ses ressources forestières de manière durable. Le pays, riche en forêts tropicales, met en œuvre des politiques visant à promouvoir une exploitation forestière responsable et à réduire l'impact environnemental de cette industrie vitale pour son économie. En visant une production de 1,351 million de mètres cubes en 2024, le Gabon démontre son engagement à renforcer son secteur forestier tout en soutenant le développement économique et industriel. Cette stratégie, axée sur la durabilité et l'efficacité, pourrait positionner le pays comme un leader régional dans la production de bois débité et le développement industriel. https://savoirentreprendre.net/?p=13612&feed_id=7875

#ÉCONOMIE #FINANCÉ

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doctorgeekery · 9 months

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Every Star Wars fanboy theories page for the past few weeks:

wHo is mArrOK

who is MARROK

WHO IS MARROK

Is it Starkiller is it Barriss is it a clone is it Luuke is it Maul is it Cal Kestis is it Ezra is it Windu is it my aunt’s dead financé????? WE MUST KNOW

Marrok (episode 4 spoilers): Dissolves into green gas or whatever the fuck, presumably gone forever

#ahsoka spoilers #ahsoka episode 4 #marrok #ahsoka

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aeslenya · 1 year

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Six Of Crows: Incorrect Quotes

Wylan: Oh, hey, Kaz.

Wylan: Did you get the information on the new explosive?

Kaz: Yeah, I looked it over. Nice work.

Wylan: Thanks, dad.

Nina: ...

Jesper: ...

Inej: ...

Matthias: ...

Kaz: ...

Wylan: Why is everyone staring at me?

Jesper: You just called Kaz "dad."

Nina: You said, "thanks, dad."

Wylan: What? No, I didn't. I said, "thanks, man."

Kaz: Do you see me as a father figure, Wylan?

Wylan: No. If anything I see you as a bother figure because you're always bothering me.

Rotty: Hey, show your father some respect.

Wylan: I didn't call him dad.

Kaz: No, no. Wylan, I take it as a compliment.

Matthias: It's not a big deal. I called Nina mom once and she's my financée.

Wylan: Guys jump on that. Helvar has psycho-sexual issues.

Nina: Old news. But you calling Kaz daddy.

Wylan: Hey, daddy is not on the table here.

Big Bolliger: Well, you did call him dad, dude.

Wylan: You shut up. You done nothing but lie since you got here.

Big Bolliger: Okay, I was lying about not being a spy for the Black Tips, but the daddy thing...that happened.

Wylan: AH-HA! He admitted that he was a spy! All part of my crazy, devious plan.

Kaz: I believed you-

Wylan: Thank you.

Kaz: -son. You want to talk about it later over a game of catch?

Wylan: Can it be with grenades?

Kaz: Is there any other way to play it?

Wylan: I'd like that.

#six of crows #shadow and bone #incorrect quotes #brooklyn nine nine #wylan van eck #kaz brekker #jesper fahey #inej ghafa #nina zenik #matthias helvar #kaz and wylan #wesper #kanej #alina starkov #aleksander kirigan #the darkling #leigh bardugo #the crows #crooked kingdom

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warrioreowynofrohan · 2 years

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Now that we’re starting to see the fallout from the men’s sidelining of Mina, I want to discuss one of the central themes I see in Dracula, which is a critique of the Victorian ideal of womanhood.

Lucy fits the Victorian ideal perfectly. She is beautiful, sweet, kind, and fragile. She never displays any specific skills or interests of her own besides love for her financé, friends, and family. Her role is to inspire others’ action of her behalf by her passive goodness and purity, not to act herself; she dies without ever having known what is attacking her, or ever knowing about any of the blood transfusions she was given. This isn’t a criticism of Lucy; she is never (before her vampirism) portrayed anything but positively; I don’t buy the interpretation of her vampirism being a “narrative punishment” for sensuality or unorthodixy, because she is not, except as a vampire, ever portrayed as sensual or transgressive of social norms (even when she says “why can’t a woman marry three men” it is entirely in the context of being sweet and kind and not wanting to make her other suitors sad). On the contrary: she is the epitome of social norms. She is an icon of Victorian femininity - and that’s what gets her killed. Treating women as passive objects gets them killed.

Mina, despite one chapter’s digressions into having her condemn the “new woman,” is a very different and more modern figure. As if the start of the book, she works for a living (as a teacher). She pursues modern skills such as shorthand, typing, and reporting, and she is very good at them. Her letters and diary entries, even her writing style, show a sharp intelligence and a vivid sense of humour. She is brave and cool-headed in a crisis (as we see in the incident of Lucy’s sleepwalking). She makes her own decisions based on observation and good judgement (as with reading Jonathan’s diary), and she plans ahead and sees what needs to be done. She is crucial to bringing together all the necessary information about Dracula. And, for much of the book, she accomplishes all this completely untouched by him.

Until the moment the men decide to exclude her on the basis or her womanhood, at which moment she is almost immediately - on that very night - attacked by Dracula. (Not a spoiler - as of today, Oct 1, it is obvious from her diary entry). Even more, that exclusion not only endagers her by denying her relevant information, it endangers her and everyone because she can’t be open any more either. She fears that if she shows her unhappiness - if she tells anyone of her ‘nightmare’ - they will see it as further proof of nervous weakness and exclude her even more, perhaps send her away from London. (And - I didn’t realize ths until now - today’s very entries show she is right in fearing this. When Renfield presents his case rationally and is refused, he becomes emotional and desperate - and Seward sees that very emotion and desperation as a further reason not to listen to him!)

There is a very clear theme here. Treat women accoding to the Victorian ideal, neglect or ignore their talents, treat them as if their only purpose is to inspire men to greatness by their passive beauty and sweetness and purity, and you endanger both them and yourselves. Treat women as equals and helpmeets and partners, employ their skills and intelligence in concert with your own, and you can achieve amazing things together. Mina is absolutely still treated in the story as an inspiration to the men through her goodness, but that inspiration is in addition to real, practical contributions.

That’s not to say Dracula isn’t sexist. There’s a limit to how far the theme goes. Women are allowed to be talented and smart only provided that those talents are being employed in support of men - Mina learns shorthand to help Jonathan, memorizes the train timetables to help Jonathan, will no longer have a job after marriage but will help support Jonathan in his career, always acquiesces uncomplainingly to the men’s decisions and praises them. She never steps out of her assigned social place as a Victorian woman. It’s sexist not only by present-day standards, but also by the standards of the late 1800s/early 1900s women’s suffrage movement; it’s far from being at the forefront of progressivism even for its time. But it is a departure from typical Victorian ideals in that women’s place is seen as not just being beautuful, sweet, innocent, and an inspiration to men’s action, but in being an active partner to men, with talents, intelligence, initiative, and courage of their own. And men waste and ignore those talents at their peril.

#dracula daily #dracula #mina harker #lucy westenra

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reflet-de-la-lune · 10 months

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Statue de la princesse germanique Ute von Ballenstedt à la cathédrale de Naumbourg qu'elle avait généreusement financé.

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fleabagflu · 2 years

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Jealously, Jealously

pairing(s): jake seresin x plus!sized reader x bradley bradshaw; dagger squad, platonic!

synopsis: as a joke, your financé’s like to flirt with you on the nights you bartender at your mom’s bar. your father, maverick, with the rest of the TOPGUN family; all have become annoyed which only encourages you all further. tonight, however, is a different story when your family notices two boys who can’t take the hint to leave you alone. tonight, your boys flirt with you out of jealously and possessiveness.

warning(s): unwanted flirting from a stranger, jakebradley being guard dogs and whores, sexual innuendos, poly, happy/fluffy ending, minor angst, cursing!

word count: 1411!

authors note: ok so this idea came to me in a brillant moment as i was trying to fall asleep the other night. i finally found time to write it and i’m actually pretty happy with it! also, side note, the reader is the older daughter of pete & penny, which also means that maverick and penny with both be a little bit more parental and mad when the unwanted flirting is directed towards their daughter!

this gif is not mine and was found on another imagine. if someone knows the creator please let me know so i can give them proper credit!

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jupiter by matt maltese!

Tonight had begun the same as always.

You were stationed behind the bar with a damp blue rag tossed over your clothed shoulder. Your mother, Penny, had been curled up next to your dad over in the back; watching the ongoing pool match between the two teams. It was the same as every night, Jake, Bradley, and Coyote VS Bob, Phoenix, and Payback. Fanboy, Omaha, Fritz, Harvard, and Yale had decided to be at tables; ice beers staining the bar tops below.

Of course the boys had been engrossed in their game, but at the sight of you, Jake ‘accidentally’ smacked Bradley and both ended up directing their eyes to you. You were a natural at talking to people. Smiles given as customers tucked bills underneath of glasses.

“Can’t you spent five minutes without eyefucking her?”

Jake grinned at Natasha’s deadpan, aiming the pool cue at his target. Bradley took a different approach and rolled his eyes. Pete grimaced, taking a drink of his beer before placing a quick kiss on Penny’s forehead.

“Please don’t talk about them eyefucking my daughter.”

The group laughed, chuckles that echoed over the music coming from the jukebox. Your eyes found their in a moment. The tingle that ran up your spine had you grinning, a permanent scrunch settling between your eyes.

Penny slapped his chest. “You know they are getting married! Besides, I think it’s cute!”

Jake and Bradley raised their beers. A small clink followed. The boys watched as Bob sunk the eight ball, sighing to themselves. They hated fucking losing.

As a rematch began, all of their eyes had been drawn to the green table. Deciding against leaving the crowded bar to the two boys on the other end, you moved down, taking the busiest spot. In hindsight, you really shouldn’t have.

“Hi sweetheart.”

Your eyebrow quirked up, the grin you wore immediately leaving. The man in front of you was average height and of average build. He was not one of your boys.

“Awe come on. Don’t pout baby.”

Another boy settled on his side. Both stood together, seemingly matching polos. A group of people you only assumed were their friends stood behind, all wearing grins and cologne. You wanted to puke.

You never wanted to cause trouble. Deciding to avoid drama, you simply ask the question that has fallen from your lips a million times. “What can I get you?”

The boy on the left had a predatory smile. You felt uneasy.

“How about you in the back?”

Your mouth gaped open like a fish. You unconsciously pulled down the sweatshirt that covered your thighs, desperately trying to shield your bare legs.

“Lost for words baby?”

That seemed to snap you out of your stupor. You brought up your hand, the big dimond reflecting the fluorescents. Their eyes dropped down to it but they didn’t seem to take the hint.

Right-boy simply leaned on the bar. You could smell weed and vodka on his breath. You gagged.

“Come on, let me treat you right.”

This time, you laughed. His eyebrows furrowed and he pulled back. You stared back at him, erupting in a fit of laughter again. There was no way in hell.

Devon, Penny’s oldest bartender, had escorted himself towards your parents. He had overheard the conversation, and knowing you wouldn’t say anything, decided to take matters into his own hands. He approached from the side, holding three more beers in his hands.

“These two guys are harassing Y/N.”

Jake shot up at the statement, Bradley squeezing his beer till his knuckles turned white. Heads swiveled in your direction, watching as you forcefully slammed your ring-clad hand down and cursing falling from your lips. Maverick jumped up, Penny not far behind, Jake, Bradley, and the rest of the group slowly making their way over to you. You were their girl, their daughter, their family. All of them wanted to protect you.

You had been so engrossed in trying not to freak out, you didn’t notice the group slowly making their way towards you. Today, they had dressed in half casuals, all of them in their khaki pants but civilian shirts. They blended right in with the crowd.

“Come on, I can make you feel so good.”

You wanted to throw an insult at left-boy but were interrupted by your father intervening.

“Don’t ever fucking say that again.”

Penny’s hands were drawn in fists while both Jake and Bradley were attempting to not take the two down. They had stood behind your father, flanking his sides while your mother was pressed into your father’s side. The rest of TOPGUN stood their ground behind. Without saying a word, Phoenix, Fanboy, and Payback came around from the other side. Essentially, they blocked them in.

Not taking the point, right-boy looked him up and down. Scoffing, he yanked his shoulder from the mans tight grip. “Shut up. We were just talking,” his head turned towards you, “weren’t we sweetheart.”

Jake saw red.

Pete backed off, knowing Jake and Bradley could handle it. The blonde man approached slowly, an anger burning in his eyes that had you warm to your core. You suddenly exhaled the breathe you held. I’m ok.

His face was deathly calm as he spoke. “Don’t you ever, ever, talk to her again.”

If the boys were nervous, they didn’t show it. Jake didn’t back up, simply staring down at the polo’s they wore. Deciding against saying anything but also wanting to convey so much, you settled for something simple.

Without uttering one word, you bent down and plucked Jake’s hat from it’s spot below the bar. Normally, when it came time for the “final act,” Jake would sneak past the bar and place his hat over your hair, claiming you. Bradley has his own way, wrapping his Hawaiian shirt over your shoulders. This time, all you did was put the cowboy hat on the bar, smirking widely at the strangers’ shocked faces.

Jake, with what came second nature, grabbed the cowboy hat and the boys watched as you leaned across the bar so he could place it on you. Your expression was love-struck, cheeks cherry red, and a sweet smile on your lips. Jake was calm, Bradley quickly taking off his Hawaiian shirt and throwing it towards you. You slipped into it easily. You grinned at the shocked boys.

Before anyone could say anything, a boy from the back asked, “Both?”

“Mhm.” You nodded, holding out your hands for Jake and Bradley to grab. They immediately did, slipping their hands into yours. “You should leave now.”

Left boy shook his head. “Your such a fucking tease. Such a brat.”

To be fair, you knew what was coming. Really, everyone knew what was coming.

No one flinched as Jake pounced on him, Bradley holding the other guy back. Maverick threw a punch for fun one and Penny and Phoenix threw open the front doors. The bar chanted overboard, Jake and Coyote yanking up left-boy while Bradley and Payback followed with the second. Bob, Fanboy, Yale, and Harvard shooed the others out behind. You didn’t know what happened outside, but a smile broke out on your face anyway. You knew deep down, you would always be protected.

Hours later, Jake and Bradley had you squished between them on your couch.

Your dogs were on the L-section, all of your boys not letting you out of their sight. Expedition Unknown had been playing on a tv. Your smile was wide, head on Jake’s lap as your legs were thrown over Bradley’s. They both kept themselves content, grounding themselves at the feeling of you.

“You know we love you right?”

You hummed back. Eyes fluttering closed as a kiss was gently placed on your calf.

Bradley added onto Jake’s earlier statement. “We would never let anything happen to you.”

You left Jake’s lap momentarily and ignored his protests.

“Loves, I know.” Smiles crossed their lips. “I always will chosen you.”

You resumed your previous postion. You missed the way their eyes met, and a conformation of their love passed through. They would die without you. You were their glue. They would do anything for you. And as scary as it sounded, Jake and Bradley couldn’t be more ready.

For the rest of the night, your boys watched as you emersed yourself in Expedition Unknown; making Blue, Crunch, and Shaggy (your dogs) join you; and eventually falling asleep in the comfort of your boys arms.

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